MarelynMayhem

It was around midnight. I wasn´t even looking at the time for I had several drinks but not enough to lose conscience. I was still able to hear everything very sharply; the wind whistling outside, the windows shaking, the wooden floor creaking. There was even a trace of a scent of honey which came from the kitchen of something Vyla made. She did ask me many times if I´d preferred to go back upstairs to my room. I needed to wait for Blak so we could have a more open conversation. I knew if I went to bed he would come up with some dumb excuse and avoid me and go directly to sleep like the night before. When the door to the entrance w

Around the edge of the ungodly hour I guzzled my way through my third drink, alone feeling the reluctance caused by the pale reflections of Those I thought to be mine and now became ghostly figures resembling black cats with needles for eyes. I wasn't drinking my life away, much less to forget. I did it to ignite the euphoria which would let me butcher them and bury them deeply as I shouted, "Away you, away!" If only you could see now how ridiculous and stupid they seemed. However, I wasn't aware that this trick was well known by them. My attempts to vanish them with a tight embrace instead caused them to sink in the bottom of my heart. And